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Su Tao smiled coyly. She picked up the chopsticks and waved them in the air. However, she was unable to put down the chopsticks. She asked, "Dad, which one of these dishes isn't cooked by you?" Her face was clearly filled with dislike.

"Tao!"

"Tao!"

Two shouts came from Xie Chang'en and Su Nianxi's mouths. Both of them stared at Su Tao. One was embarrassed and the other was a little angry